Group Post: Sweet Sensations

Meet me at 1500 Rivendale Street at 8pm was the note she 

left with him as they parted after lunch. It had been a blind 

date set up by his brother-in-law. He hated to admit it but 

the date had gone wonderfully. She was stunningly beautiful 

and intelligent. After the hour had flown by he felt like 

he barely learned more then her name. 
 

Arriving just as his watch hit 8, he noticed the sign above 

the door read Sweet Sensations. The windows were dark, he was 

a bit apprehensive as he pushed the door open. 
 

"Hello?" He called out.

"I'm back here," he heard her voice. He followed nearly 

running into a rank full of multicolored candies. She 

walked into the main room and flipped on the light switch.

Standing there smiling at him with her long blond hair 

flowing over her shoulders. She was wearing a white coat 

that hung just over her bare legs. His body twitched at 

the thought of sliding his hands under her coat. 

Leaning over the counter she reached for a striped candy

stick. As she sucked it into her mouth she watched him. 

Then she hopped up onto the counter and beckoned him 

closer with a flip of her wrist. 

Moving to stand in front of her, his hands slid up her 

thighs and under the coat. With a raised eyebrow he moved

up a bit further and realized she was completely bare 

underneath. He pulled back his hands and start to 

unbutton the coat slowly.

"I would like to see just how sweet of a sensation you are." 

He said as he nudged her back onto the counter. As she 

laid back she took the candy stick from her mouth and trailed 

it down between her breasts, over her stomach and between 

her legs. Sliding it down one side of her lips and up the other,

leaving an inviting red path. 

Thank you Errant Wife for setting this up and for Autumn for this month's theme.:) 

Please check out the other writers!

Haute Chocolat
Britni 
Petal 
Ronjazz 
Fgsakes
Bri  
Salt and Pepper
Topaz   
Barefoot Dreamer  
Panserbjorne 
Dave 
Autumn 
Kimberly  

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TMI Tuesdays!

Would you rather.....

1. Have eyes that always smile or a voice that makes people calm?
I would prefer to be the voice that calmed people.

2. Have an affair and your partner catches you or your partner have an affair and you catch him/her?
I would prefer to catch my partner.

3. Have better sex or more money?
Better sex of course!

4. Be able to read everyone’s mind all the time or always know the future?
Much rather read minds then know what is coming, I prefer a few surprises along the way.

5. Your partner have sex with someone else or fall in love with someone else?
Definitely have sex with someone else. Emotional attachment means so much more to me.


Bonus (as in optional): What one thing, big or small, would you change in your life if granted one wish by a lamp-bound genie? Why?
To be honest there is nothing I would change, everything I do and have done makes me exactly who I am today and I happen to like me.;)

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Wet

Arms pinned above her head, stomach exposed, pants unbuttoned with his hand slipping between her and the jeans. Grazing her clit as his fingers push deep inside of her, thrusting. Her back arching while moaning and trying to grind against his hand. Slowly he draws away from her placing his fingers into his mouth then leans over to kiss her.

Where may I touch you?

where may I touch you?

and when?

and...again?

I ache to slake this cursed thirst,
to feel the heat of your body
pass through me
like a beam of coherent thought
gone taut
in the superstring
universe
wrapped around your finger
and anchored in my mind.
my heart.
my loins.
where joins twain forms
to quell the storm
to swell the warm and wicked
consequences
of a single touch.
in thrall of all
the fantasies you fan.
a fingertip
to slip through
your barrier.
and carry your words
from soft lips
from which I sip
my sustenance
into the native dance
of lovers celebrating
what they are.
when they touch.

Have you heard of William F. DeVault?

 Listen to his podcast if you get a chance, such a sexy voice.

Sweet time..

As he walked into his house he could smell her perfume lingering in the hallway. With one eyebrow raised he wandered through the downstairs looking for her. On the dining room table was a tray holding two glasses, a bottle of champagne and a dish of chocolate mousse with a note that read: I'm upstairs. Tossing his coat over the chair he took hold of the tray and headed towards the stairs.

As he rounded the doorway he found her laying on his bed, wearing one of his work shirts. The shirt rose as she rolled over to smile at him revealing her black lace panties. "You found my note," she said watching him cross the room to set down the tray.

He smiled at her as he sat on the edge of the bed, running his fingers down the trail of buttons on her shirt then popping them open one by one. Slipping one hand inside he pinched her nipple and watched her gasp.

"I'm hungry for more then the mousse right now," he said as he pushed open the shirt then hooked his fingers into the sides of the lace panties, sliding them down her legs. He stared at her smooth body and a thought occurred. He leaned over to the tray dipping his finger into the mousse and brought it to her lips. Slowly her tongue trailed over the tip, tasting the chocolate. Once more he dipped his finger into the mousse but this time he traced the chocolate over her smooth mound before leaning over and letting his tongue brush against her.

Moment, Part 1

The comments had started innocent enough, a random "Loved it." Then over the next few months the random comments had turned into a daily read along with an direct email. Some of her pieces came directly from their conversations.

One morning she got the email she had been apprehensively waiting for, he was going to be traveling into town for business and wanted to meet. She sat back in her chair staring at the computer screen. She could go one of two ways with this and sitting there she realized what she wanted to do. With a smile she typed back her response, "Can't wait to meet you!"

He couldn't believe she actually agreed. He had hoped but expected a polite turn down. He opened her website and started reading her newest post: part 3 of The Table. He shifted uncomfortably in his chair as his thoughts turned to her tied down to the table with his hands running up the inside of her thighs. Groaning he slid back away from his desk to look out the window. In two days time he'd be able to lay eyes and hopefully more on her.

TMI Tuesdays!

1. On a scale of 1-10, how good was your 2009?
2009 was very interesting to say the least. I'm gonna have to say an 8!

2. What are your favorite/naughtiest/sexiest/most fun 2009 memories?
They involved rope and a week straight of fun. *grins* 

3. What’s the one thing you thought you would never do, but did in 2009?
Open myself up to new experiences.

4. What do you want to change in 2009?
I would prefer people stop acting immature, stop running away. It doesn't make anything better. Ever.

5. What is your all-time favorite gift (whether given or received by you)?
My all time favorite gift was my Sidekick. My phone is always with me and I adore the color purple!

Bonus (as in optional): On special holidays- like birthdays, anniversaries, ringing in the New Year -are you more inclined to do a sex act that you wouldn't "normally" do? (things like fellatio/cunnilingus, anal sex, strap-ons/toys, videoing yourself/pictures, menage-a-trois/quatres, etc.)

Who needs  a special holiday to be kinky? *grins*

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When he says move, you move.

"Up," he said impatiently as he undid his belt. She stood there with her ass pressed against the hood of the car, unsure of what he meant. He stopped, looked at her expectantly then shook his head. Grabbing her by the hips he tossed her on top of the car, her dress flew up as she came down with a thud. Whipping his belt away from his body he quickly wrapped it around her wrists and pulled her hands above her head. Nudging her knees apart with his leg, the other hand settled between her thighs. He stared into her wide eyes as a car drove by.

A new find..

You know I love to share what I find when I bounce around the net. :)

His name is Ryan St Germain

There is a lot of feeling behind each post and picture.

I hope you enjoy it as much as I did!

Friday Fill-Ins

  

1. My boots are gonna stay dry!
2. Who can predict what will happen this century.
3. Imitation is not always flattering.
4. Can we just sit and talk?
5. I'd like see inside your head.
6. When will I get over it?
7. And as for the weekend, today I'm looking forward to Christmas , tomorrow my plans include helping a friend clean his garage and Sunday, I want to relax!

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Merry Christmas

Finally it is here.

Weeks of shopping, crazy drivers,

hiding presents all over the house is about to be over because the

jolly big guy is making his rounds tonight.

I hope each and every one of you have a wonderful,

warm, romantic and sexy Christmas.

You all deserve it.

Merry Christmas.

Love,

Gray

TMI Tuesdays!

1. What do present do you hope ends up under you tree?
What I'd love is an explanation but since I know that won't fit under the tree I'll go with something chocolate!

2. What is the "naughtiest" thing you have ever done under a Christmas tree?
Under the tree? Dang it now I have to go crawl under my tree!

3. Do you prefer to give or receive?
I definitely prefer to give.;)

4. What is your favorite part off a sexual partner's body?
Gonna skip the obvious *winks* and go with hands.

5. What is your favorite part your body - the one you hope a sexual partner will find or pay the most attention to?
Ooooo my neck, the inside of my thighs and my back. *purrs* Oh I was suppose to pick just one? Damn I'm greedy!

Bonus (as in optional): [Idea blatently stolen from Os and hist HNT wishes.] What Christmas wishes would you grant and to whom?
I would have to say I'd grant one wish to everyone, I suck at saying No to people.

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Daydreaming.

My mind wanders as much as my fingers do lately. The cold breeze of winter makes me daydream of warm beaches, rushing water and private areas where we could lay out the blanket. Just the two of us spending hours exploring each other body with our lips, fingers and eyes. Yes I want to see you, all of you. The rays of the sun playing hide and seek through the tree branches as I lay on top of you, your hands caressing my back and twisting into my hair while our lips and eyes lock.

Friday Fill-Ins

  

1. No, we will NOT open presents early.
2. Sharing dinner at the old kitchen table.
3. I watched the steam rising from the hot cup of coffee (or tea) and thought: sometimes life is good.
4.We are all going to be okay.
5. I'll take a little but give a lot more.
6. People are grumpy, at least from my point of view.
7. And as for the weekend, I have no clue yet! I'm so slow. hehehe

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Group Post: Just another take

"I need two people to stay after tonight and decorate the office," the Boss hollered into the main room. He was obvious to the fact no one would offer but he tried anyway. Walking down the aisle he spotted Kathy and Steven talking by the copy machine.

"You two, have any plans tonight?" They both knew it wasn't a real question, more of a expectation and both shook their heads no.

"Good to hear it, you are on decorating duty then." He said as he walked away pointing to the box of lights on the floor.

Kathy glanced at Steven, secretly glad they had been chosen to stay after. He looked at her and smiled, "I guess we are the lucky ones this year." Her cheeks turned pink when she thought of how lucky she felt.

Once the office had emptied Kathy turned off her computer, took a deep breath and went in search of Steven. As she rounded the corner she found him bent over the box trying to straighten out the lights.

"Want some help?" She asked kneeling down next to him. He handed her one end and smiled,"Sure, why don't you pull this end while I try to find the other." 

Kathy stood up, adjusting her skirt and started to walk away from Steven. Looking over his shoulder, watching her he sighed. Her long legs were so enticing. Wide eyed he realized how turned on he was and muttered to himself.

"Hows this?" She asked from the down hallway.

"Let me test the lights, one second." He said, the lights twinkled when he plugged them in. She looked almost angelic standing there holding the string. It took Steven a moment to find his voice," Okay this string works."

As Kathy walked back towards him, he quickly stood up and busied himself. He moved the step ladder into place and started running the lights around the doorway.

"Will you just hand me string as I go?" He asked her a bit roughly. Kathy nodded and stood next to him as he ascended the ladder. Step by step Kathy watched the way his body moved. She felt flush by standing so close to him.

"Could you hand me the next string?" He asked bringing her out of her day dream. She turned around and bent over to grab the lights quickly, not paying attention to her rising skirt. As she spun back around to hand him the lights, he had been staring at her legs and wasn't ready for the impact. He bounced into the door frame then fell off the ladder on top of her, causing both to land on the floor amidst the Christmas lights in a pile.

"Are you okay?" He said at the same time as she said, "I'm so sorry!"
After making sure they were both okay he leaned over and pressed his lips to hers. Kathy stared up at him and by the twinkling Christmas lights he kissed her again.

Group Post: By the twinkling lights of the.

She smiled as she walked towards him. He was up on the third step of the ladder hanging the Christmas lights around the doorway of the office. Standing next to him she was eye to eye with his belt buckle. She lowered her gaze to his zipper and wondered what kind of undergarments he had chosen today. Was he a briefs sorta guy or more of boxer type?

He shifted a little too far to the right and the ladder started to sway. Grabbing his hips to steady him, she smiled up at him. He looked down at her and in the moment she imagined sliding his zipper down, reaching inside his dress pants, releasing him. Licking the underside of his shaft, watching him close his eyes in enjoyment as she took him deep inside her throat. He smiled at her and by the twinkling lights he thanked her.

"No, thank you." She grinned as she walked away.

Thank you Errant Wife for putting this all together and

Another Suburban Mom for this Months theme.

You guys are awesome!:)

Amy:http://www.moresexchocolateandredlipstick.wordpress.com
Gray - http://mygrayline.blogspot.com
Veronica: http://anothersuburbanmom.blogspot.com
Dangerous Lilly: http://dangerouslilly.com
FG Sakes: http://fgsakes.blogspot.com/
Topaz:          http://topaz-gemology.blogspot.com
BDenied: http://cuckold-husband-bdenied.blogspot.com
Salt and Pepper @ http://cellobiscuit.blogspot.com
Ronjazz: www.ronjazz.blogspot.com
Hubman:http://hubmanshangout.wordpress.com
Duchess: http://theduchessissexy.blogspot.com
Petal: http://secretlifeofaslummymummy.blogspot.com/
Autumn    http://autumnmistspeaks.blogspot.com
Barefoot Dreaming: http://dreamingbearfoot.blogspot.com
Kimberly: http://yourerrantwife.blogspot.com

Friday Fill-Ins

 1. Good times: are right around the corner.
2. I hope Santa visits my home.
3. Sleigh bells ring and carols play.
4. Love me a little.
5. Once more people around here can NOT drive.
6. The end?
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I'm looking forward to relaxing, tomorrow my plans include christmas shopping and Sunday, I want to go to the movies!


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Santa's Visit

The night had been ruined, Christmas Eve and she was alone. He was suppose to come bearing gifts but instead decided to stay home with the wife. She sighed, although she understood it was Christmas eve it didn't make her feel any better. Laying on the couch with her alcohol laced hot chocolate she flipped through the TV channels. The fireplace had been turned on to set the mood but the heat was lacking. She grabbed the blanket from the back of the couch. Glancing down at her Mrs. Claus lingerie that he wouldn't be seeing tonight only made her grunt loudly as she pulled the blanket over her. Tossing the remote on the coffee table she stared blankly at the TV as she started to nod off.

Bells, she thought, what the hell? She sat up on the couch and looked around. 

"I must be going crazy," She said out loud. But just then there was a thump on the roof. Her eyes opened wide as she slowly looked upward. Footsteps moved across her roof towards the chimney. She grabbed the blanket tighter around her and lowered her eyes to the fireplace.

With a woosh, there he was standing right in front of her. The jolly man himself.

"Santa?" She stammered.

With a twinkle in his eye and his rosey red cheeks he grinned at her for a moment before a serious look crossed his face, "You have been a very naughty girl this year." He said watching her. She looked at him then at his red bag sitting on the floor next to him.

"So no presents for me this year?" She asked coyly.

"Oh I have a few presents for you, but given the nature and how naughty you were I thought I better deliver them personally to you." He moved to sit in the Lazy boy recliner next to the fireplace, which was now lite again.

"Come here." He said sternly.

She unwrapped herself from the blankets suddenly embarassed at her Mrs. Claus lingerie. Sighing she stood up and walked over to him.

"I wish Mrs. Claus could fit into something like this," He said as he winked at her. He reached up and grabbed her arms, pulling her over his lap. The white fur on the base of his coat tickled her cheek as she was pulled across. She felt his soft velvet glove slide under her nightie as he pulled down her red silk panties.

"You," He said as he pulled back his hand,"have been," bringing his hand down quickly on her ass, "a very," another stinging blow, "very," followed by another, "bad girl." With one hand placed on the back of her neck and the other slapping each of her cheeks, she couldn't do anything but wiggle and moan.  After 10 whacks he stopped, removed his glove and slid his hand between her legs.

"And even during punishment, you are still a naughty girl." She could hear the smile in his voice. 

TMI Tuesdays!

 

1. Which is more important of the two in "chemisty," physical attractiveness or emotional attractiveness?
I think both are important in the beginning, but emotional attractiveness will outlast the ever changing physical.

2. On a scale from 1-10, how kinky are you?
Hahaha depends on who you ask. More then some less then others. I'll go with a 7!

3. Sitting on Santa's lap... fun or creepy?
Hmm wait, who is playing Santa this year? FSG or Kenny because I'm definitely gonna go with FUN! :)

4. Have you ever fallen asleep or passed out during sex?
Yes I have but it was really late, that was the only reason.

5. Do you wear socks to bed? Is that okay or totally unsexy?
I never wear anything to bed! And I find socks totally unsexy. Not a turn off but definitely not sexy. LOL

Bonus: What is your greatest strength? Weakness?
My greatest strength is my heart but that is also my greatest weakness. Go figure eh?!

Happy TMI Tuesday, you know you want to play along!